Song of Heart

I do not love you as if you were a salt rose, or topaz
or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off.
I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
in secret, between the shadow and the soul.

I love you as the plant that never blooms
but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers;
thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance,
risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body.

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.
I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride;
So I love you because I know no other way

than this: where I does not exist, nor you,
so close that your hand on my chest is my hand,
so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep.

–Pablo Neruda

Love makes life worth living, without it death seems a pleasant idea.

Leave a Trace

How long will I be here
I don’t know
Would my life matter
I have no idea
All I want is
To leave a trace
That I existed
For You
My Dear

Copyright 2007 Clary Lopez

Feeling Satisfaction

This morning I went about my daily routine of checking e-mails, blogs and websites. There was a book revision I finished late last night and it was time to get it out of the way. I’m pleasantly satisfied with the book and how it turned out. It’s the first one I publish for someone else. Then later on I checked my e-mail again and it was the author sending me some pictures with his book on hand, his radiant smile moved my heart. This is something that he couldn’t imagine in his wildest dreams, but that I had to make it happen because of his talent and most of all for his family.

Opening your mind and letting the words from your soul spill unto the pages of your work has a tremendous value. To me is the ultimate journey in connecting to everyone around us. The writing could be anything you want; non-fiction, fiction, poetry, play, movie script, lyrics, etc. it all has its way to reach those intended to receive it. The main thing is not to take with you that which is longing to emerge. It is in that creative flow that we get to know ourselves as we write, it’s almost a magical experience when the words somehow move someone’s spirit deep within. I can’t explain it but if I don’t see the words appear on my notebook or the blank screen of my computer I feel like a volcano close to erupt.

I think I feel the same -if not more- satisfaction to read other people’s work and not to mention to be able to help someone else birth that long awaited book. A book that was part of someone’s soul for so long and that yearned to be born into this reality realm in order to touch and transform those who read it. To awake thoughts, ideas, emotions in its readers. To leave a legacy behind.

Right now I’m working in the last details of this book launch, so stay tuned for when the big reveal takes place.

Brontes- Sharing a Gem

I went to Books A Million yesterday to search for some good poetry books and found this little gem, The Brontes. One poem strike me as I was reading last night in the bed. I wanted to share it with you.

Parting

There’s no use in weeping,

Thought we are condemned to part;

There’s such a thing as keeping

A remembrance in one’s heart:

There’s such a thing as dwelling

On the thought ourselves have nurs’d

And with scorn and courage telling

The world to do its worst.

We’ll not let its follies grieve us,

We’ll just take them as they come;

And then every day will leave us

A merry laugh for home.

When we’ve left each friend and brother,

When we’re parted wide and far,

We will think of one another.

As even better than we are.

Every glorious sight above us,

Every pleasant sight beneath,

We’ll connect with those that love us,

Whom we truly love till death!

In the evening, when we’re sitting

By the fire perchance alone,

Then shall heart with warm heart meeting,

Give responsive tone for tone.

We can burst the bonds which chain us,

Which cold human hands have wrought,

And where none shall dare restrain us

We can meet again, in thought.

So there’s no use in weeping

Bear a cheerful spirit still;

Never doubt that Fate is keeping

Future good for present ill!

by Charlotte Bronte

This poem is one to memorize, at least for me. Enjoy your day!

Comments: (from another blog)

Thank you (((Clary))) _ this short poem speaks volumes of wisdom!!!!! Indeed one to be remembered!!!

Tuesday August 21, 2007 - 10:30am (EDT)
M.K–… We’ll not let its follies grieve us,

We’ll just take them as they come;

And then every day will leave us

A merry laugh for home.
That was my favorite line,this is great and thanks for sharing.Peace be with you today and always

Tuesday August 21, 2007 - 09:32am (CDT)
melvy… I agree that it is a unique expression of how two caring people have agreed to go their separate ways. Great rhyming rhythm!!

Tuesday August 21, 2007 - 11:09am (EDT)
ManyD… Excellent!!!! Thank you for calling me here…wonderful read, and certainly a gem!!! Peace, Namaste! Shine on beautiful one! xoxx

Tuesday August 21, 2007 - 11:33am (EDT)
choter Thank You i’m romantic and very love poetry and flovers

Tuesday August 21, 2007 - 06:56pm (EEST)
Deant… Thank you…I will look for this..

Tuesday August 21, 2007 - 12:13pm (EDT)
Sherr… Thanks Clary, The Bronte sisters are some of my favorite authors but I haven’t had the chance yet to read much of their poetry.
Since (my mother’s side) my family are coming up on our 100 year annual family reunion ,and it may be our last for this group, this poem brings to mind how even through distance and time we will still be connected.
Before this I’ve had sad feeling about the end but now I’m seeing it in a better light. Thanks!
Sherri

Tuesday August 21, 2007 - 01:42pm (EDT)
DOC (… So there’s no use in weeping

Bear a cheerful spirit still;

Never doubt that Fate is keeping

Future good for present ill!
I love it! Thank you Clary! HUGS!

Tuesday August 21, 2007 - 01:50pm (EDT)
ஐ~♥K♥… Weeping will only keep ye down… ((weeping., once in awhile, while in silence is good theraphy, it releases the built up)) But, u must learn to keep the “chin up”, and foot the foot forward…..

Good days will surely follow— when, the attitude is “CHIN UP!!” <–Ive told everyone this, for years. And, this yr I have had, to practice what I preach!

Tuesday August 21, 2007 - 02:01pm (CDT)
Initi… Thank you!

Tuesday August 21, 2007 - 02:16pm (PDT)
Steve… Nice poem. Thanks for sharing.

Tuesday August 21, 2007 - 07:11pm (CDT)
Tony H I’ll let my daughters know about this book. They’re the Bronte sister fans.

Tuesday August 21, 2007 - 05:13pm (MST)
El Di… YOU KNOW WHEN I REMEMBER ALL THE FREINDS I HAVE LEFT OR THAT HAVE LEFT I ALWAYS REMEMBER THE FUN TIMES AND IT ALWAYS BRINGS A SMILE TO MY LIPS AND IN MY HEART.

Tuesday August 21, 2007 - 10:28pm (CDT)
M¥§Ti… Yes… a gem it is.

Wednesday August 22, 2007 - 09:28pm (EDT)
wizard “”guess what i come from Bronte country”"

Friday August 24, 2007 - 07:58am (GMT+12)

How

How in the world
Do I keep you from danger
If all you want is
Be far away from me

How do I show my love
Even though you won’t believe
When all you want
Is make me cry

How do I help you understand
All I do is for your good
That I believe in your greatness
Way before you do

How should I reach
To touch and move your heart
And feel the love
We once had

How to go on
Knowing you won’t be here
You can’t wait to move away
Leaving my love behind

How do I say I love you
So you feel warm inside
Always here for you
Even if you want me far

How can I be
A better mother
And don’t drive you away
Pray that I find the way